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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
Capo on 1st
F
They used dogs on me
C
They used blindfolds
Bb F
They embarrassed me in the nude
F C
They gave shocks to me with electrodes
Bb F
They deprived me of my food
Bb F
They paraded me round the prison
Bb A
Chained up to other men
Bb
And with every task,
F Dm
One question they asked
Bb C
Over and over and over again, they said...
Bb C
"Aren't you the suicide bomber
Bb F C
Who blew up the bus last year?"
Bb C
I say, "No," they say, "Yes,"
F Dm
I say, "You're not thinking it through,"
Bb C C7
But they went off and thought up some new things to doooooo
So they soaked me with cold water
And they left me there overnight
They put outlandish costumes upon me
And took photographs of my plight
They accused me of brutal behaviour
Whilst they kicked me in the balls
And with every task,
One question they asked
Echoing off of the cold prison walls, they said...
"Aren't you the suicide bomber
Who blew up the bus last year?"
I said, "No," they punched me,
I said, "Think logically,"
And they said, "You think logically!"
And I said, "What?"
(Interlude: F, C, Bb, F. F, C, Bb, F.)
Bb F
Psychological torture
Bb A
Has cleared things right up for me
Bb
There's one thing I know,
F Dm
When they let me go,
Bb C
I will be the man that they want me to be
Bb C
Yes, I'll be the suicide bomber
Bb F C
I'll blow up a bus one day
Bb C
And so will my son
F Dm
And his son after that
Bb C
And then some poor new guy
F Dm
Will sit where I sat
Bb C F Dm
And he will be forced to wear poo for a hat
F C F
And so on and so ever forth,
F
Amen
F
They used dogs on me
C
They used blindfolds
Bb F
They embarrassed me in the nude
F C
They gave shocks to me with electrodes
Bb F
They deprived me of my food
Bb F
They paraded me round the prison
Bb A
Chained up to other men
Bb
And with every task,
F Dm
One question they asked
Bb C
Over and over and over again, they said...
Bb C
"Aren't you the suicide bomber
Bb F C
Who blew up the bus last year?"
Bb C
I say, "No," they say, "Yes,"
F Dm
I say, "You're not thinking it through,"
Bb C C7
But they went off and thought up some new things to doooooo
So they soaked me with cold water
And they left me there overnight
They put outlandish costumes upon me
And took photographs of my plight
They accused me of brutal behaviour
Whilst they kicked me in the balls
And with every task,
One question they asked
Echoing off of the cold prison walls, they said...
"Aren't you the suicide bomber
Who blew up the bus last year?"
I said, "No," they punched me,
I said, "Think logically,"
And they said, "You think logically!"
And I said, "What?"
(Interlude: F, C, Bb, F. F, C, Bb, F.)
Bb F
Psychological torture
Bb A
Has cleared things right up for me
Bb
There's one thing I know,
F Dm
When they let me go,
Bb C
I will be the man that they want me to be
Bb C
Yes, I'll be the suicide bomber
Bb F C
I'll blow up a bus one day
Bb C
And so will my son
F Dm
And his son after that
Bb C
And then some poor new guy
F Dm
Will sit where I sat
Bb C F Dm
And he will be forced to wear poo for a hat
F C F
And so on and so ever forth,
F
Amen
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